Gone With The Wind #Prose

@tezmel · 2019-11-17 11:24 · poetry

Gone with wind she is Gone just like that Her frozen skin took away my warmth My heart felt unclothed For the first time I felt blind Like how am I expected To wade through this darkness Her light was where I basked A path out of my clumsiness And now she is gone Gone just like the wind.

I thought I heard her voice Rewinding itself to explain why She dared give up on taking in breaths Disregarding how my selfish Ate into her selfless I feel just as cold as she must be But the attachment refuses to be Busy setting my calm on fire Yet I refuse to grieve Until I am able to digest this disbelieve.

I wish time would take me back To the moments when Her smile wasn't a memory stuck In every corner of my darkened mind The moments when I could ask these annoying questions That only she holds the answers to My black glowing sun Should keep speaking to me From beyond these confining graves To help my soul cruise through the brave.

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Thinking about my favourite girl... Novembers can such a pain. I miss her. And everyday lessons are making it impossible not to think how right she was. How long she had lived even though she died pretty young. How 53 would be looking on her. What would her relationship with her now seven grandchildren would be looking like. Life can really wash away the possibilities along the way but even in doing so, we still got to be grateful of whatever outcomes. I have learning to embrace her not being here.

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